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Summary: Once he was fired he slunk into depression they weren't close but she knew he was hurting she knew something was wrong but she did not know how to solve it.

Trish gasped in shock

"Amy you are not going out looking like that" Trish shouted

"and why not?"

"because you need to at least make an effort"

Lita was wear a pair of light blue jeans and a short t-shirt with mesh going over it.

"Trish may I remind you were only going clubbing"

Trish just glared and stomped away

Lita saw him sitting so quietly alone she stared at him and quickly broke the gaze when he looked up, his once deep blue eye's were fading and he was stressed out you could tell in every way but the guy had just gotten fired.

They all made there way outside and got into the car once they arrived they walked into the v.I.p area and everyone got the drinks and went to dance except for Amy and him, Amy never once took her eye's off of him she watched him drink and drink and drink and drink he wasn't slowing down either the fact was obvious that he was trying to drink his troubles away the only time Amy's gaze was broken was when she saw Trish running to the bathroom sobbing Amy quickly followed.

"Trish? Where are you?"

"I….I…n here"

Trish unlocked the door and Amy saw her, her make -up running down her face she was in such a state

Amy hugged her close and then pulled back

"honey what's wrong?"

"s…s…s..ome guy" Trish gasped for air

"okay calm down"

"some guy tried to put the moves on me he was so strong and I got scared and ran"

"HE WHAT?" Amy stormed out of the bathroom closely followed by Trish

"which one was it" Amy shouted over the pounding beat

Trish showed Amy where he was she walked over and tapped him on the shoulder he turned around to see Amy, Amy stood smiling.

"Hey baby how about you let me have a feel" as he attempted to pinch her ass, but his jaw soon met Amy's fist as she pounced on him it took John Cena and Batista to drag Amy off of him they pulled her outside

"what the hell you doing I could of kicked his ass"

"why what did he do?"

"he put the moves on Trish"

"is Trish okay?"

"yeah she's fine now" Amy stormed back into the club desperately searching for the guy but she met eye's with Trish he pulled her into a crushing hug

"I kinda can't breath" Amy gasped

"sorry" Trish released her

They walked back over to the table to find John and Batista trying to make him leave but he wouldn't budge

"common man we gotta go now it's 3am"

"no I want another drink and another and another" He slurred

"Hey listen guys you can go I'll get him home later if I can take out that guy" she motioned over to the dance floor "then he should be no problem" she motioned towards the drunken mess.

the guys looked at each other and nodded and left. About one hour later he finally agreed to leave he stumbled out of the club as Amy struggled to get him into the rental but she managed it she drove him back to the hotel and practically carried him to his room.

She placed him on his bed and turned to leave but she decided to try one thing

"hey I know something's wrong do you wanna tell me should I just leave now?"

He broke down in tears as Amy rushed to him placing a comforting arm around his shoulder

"Ames I can't do it! I really can't the fans were keeping me together but now I have nothing I am just going to fall apart I know it"

"no your not because your going to fly to my house and I am going to help you get through this okay?"

"I already have something" he muttered

"and what's that" Amy questioned

"drugs" He smirked and passed out on the bed Amy sighed and walked out leaving the sleeping beauty alone.